Chapters (57)
- Cover
- Dedication
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- ALSO BY FAYE KELLERMAN
- Credits
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
“I talked to the desk clerk and the concierge…hold on, lemme get my file.” It took a few moments. “Harvey Dulapp and Sara Littlejohn. They both knew Terry pretty well since she’s been there for a while.”
Decker took out a notebook. “When was the last time they saw her?”
“Neither one remembers seeing her Sunday. She’s paid up for the month. Any time you want to go back in the room and look around, that’s not a problem.”
“Did you talk to anyone in the parking lot? Maybe someone remembers seeing her leave…”
“Didn’t get a chance to speak to the valets on duty. There’s also a self-parking area that has an attendant. That’s probably where she left her car. I’d like to go back today and see if anyone remembers her leaving after the kid spoke to her. Wanna meet up at the hotel?”
“I have a big whodunit on my desk. I can make time in the afternoon.”
“That would work. I’m trying to get a time line for Donatti on Sunday. What time did you leave the hotel?”
“Around two-thirty. Chris and I walked together to the lot. I saw him pull out. He was driving a black 2009 Lexus, either a GS 10 or an ES 10. Like an idiot, I didn’t get the license.”
“And he didn’t come back?”
“If he did, Terry didn’t call me up and tell me. But maybe after meeting him and having things go her way, she felt secure enough to meet with him alone.”
“We really need to talk to him, Lieutenant.”
“First we need to find him. He’s a big, big fish, Detective. If we try to reel him in too fast, he’ll break the line and get away. You’ve got to tire him out.”
“Okay, Lieutenant, you’ve not only got the rank, you’ve got the history. I’ll take your word on this one. When would you like to meet at the hotel?”
“How does two in the afternoon sound?”
“It sounds doable. I’ll meet you in the parking lot. I’ll also keep a need-to-locate on Terry’s car. You know, if this guy is the asshole you say he is, maybe she decided to cut out.”
“It’s possible, but I can’t see her leaving her son.” Decker paused. “She definitely wouldn’t leave him in Chris’s possession. I could see her leaving Gabe with me.”
“That may be why you have him now. I’ll see you at two.”
She cut the line and Decker rubbed his temples. Next on tap was Melissa McLaughlin. She picked up after two rings. “It’s Lieutenant Decker, Melissa. How are you?”
“Nothing about my sister?”
“If I had information, I’d call you right away. She’s still missing.”
“He killed her! I just know it! The bastard finally did it!”